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Open Eyes Brenda thought the bed would be so much fun with the right man. But then she gave her head a shake. She was determined to think about anything but men. She had been through so much stress the past few months, much of it caused by her ex.
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Give and Take Her lover sensed she was moving. He briefly woke and rolled over to spoon her. Throwing his muscular arm over her body, he cupped her breast. She tensed as he drifted off to sleep again, but then relaxed when his even breathing told her he was fast asleep. They were separate when they slept. She thought about how two people could share physical space, but remain two distinct entities. It was the first night her young lover stayed the evening. They had been having a passion-filled affair since January, but it wasn’t until June that he agreed to stay over. Until that evening, he opted to rise from bed to dress in the middle of the night and return home. Though not her first choice, she did concede that sleeping in the same bed, it was unlikely either of them would get a good night’s sleep. Though they each adored cuddling, they were used to sleeping alone.
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Dark Fantasy His ability to make her laugh was a recent addition to her growing list of criteria for men she would sleep with. Andrew was the only man who made her laugh to the point of a stomach ache or tears, and she often laughed to herself like a mad woman, reliving some funny episode or conversation while those around her looked at her as if she was crazy. He possessed that ever so rare skill of being able to stimulate her mind along with her body. But her body…It was her body that really responded to him…to his body.
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Fitting Room Frolic Somehow this swimsuit didn’t fit the image of that sexual woman. Though my body wasn’t exactly porn star material, I still loved sex – maybe even more so now that I was in my forties. |
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